It's over

I thought it would be hard, for I'm glad we can end it well.

I wish he would be happy, get the future he keep talking about. He deserves that

Hopefully, he will feel better about himself

We still talk, barely but we’re hanging there.

He’s getting better, I’m glad to see he’s pushing himself now. Catching things that he wants, my little rockstar

You know that euphoric feeling when you're doing something that you love? Mine is riding the train, and getting on board on flight. This is my escape with a little splash of Ariana's song in my brain